To Survive Here

Deception

River

I stared at my blank almost stoic expression in the mirror. My bright green eyes were blank.

The green eyes marked me as a high standing member of The Society. The brighter your eyes are the higher ranked you were.

Allison said my eyes were the brightest green but hers were brighter. She ran the place after all. She was the top and she was queen or at least she thought. Her blonde hair fell in perfect curls. My red hair did the same but it wasn't as pretty.

Allison says she saved me from a life of pain and suffering but for the life of me I can't remember it. She says I was tortured but no memories of that come to mind. Then again Allison also said that to prevent a security breach in The Society except I really want to remember and if I did I wouldn't tell a single living, breathing, or even dead soul about it.

She says I just need time to find myself, but I don't know how I can find myself if I'm not sure I was ever there in the first place. I remember waking up in a bed in an empty room. Anything further back than that was sort of like running into an endless wall. I can't figure out how to get through it. It's just an empty void of nothingness. No thoughts, no feelings, no memories, no life just simply nothing. I still remember things I learned but I don't recall anything personal.

Everyday is always the same. I wake up, get dressed in the outfit played out for me, Allison brushes my hair and does my makeup, Jason one of the many service staff at our house brings us breakfast. We eat and then Allison brings me to some stupid party or meeting. Running The Society is a lot of work for her so she drags me along. I simply sit there with no opinion.

Some days I really hate Allison she always is bossy and controlling but when something isn't going her way she takes it out on people who are not at fault. Nobody exactly knows how powerful she is but from the whispers I here it is advised not to mess with her. She makes rules and she inflicts the punishments or at least decides it. Aside from death the punishments are always one of the mind, they always abuse the one on the receiving end mentally or socially. Allison says putting a person who deserves punishment in mental distress is also threatening to the people around them. I never really got that part but if it works than I guess it works.

Besides it's almost always low status getting punished or sometimes for very severe crimes high status. The socially elite like Allison and I and quite a few others are unpunishable.

Allison said today I would stay home though. What will I do for that many hours all by myself. We ate then she picked up and left. Now I was all alone in my bedroom with nothing to do but stare blankly at my ceiling fan as it spins round and round.

Honestly I hate going places with Allison but nothing is worse than this. Its so boring being here with no source of entertainment. A lot of the house was off limits to me anyway and Allison kept the doors locked. The garden wasn't though

I like the garden I sit underneath the fruit trees and think. I listen to the birds chirping or just the swaying of the branches. It's never silent and I like that because silence drives me insane. It is way to much like the empty black void of my mind.

I felt a startling tap on my shoulder I must have fell asleep under the tree. A pair of pale green eyes were only inches away from mine. I looked up to see Jason a few strands of dark brown hair fell in his eyes.

" I b....br...brought you l....l...lu...lunch R.....Ri......River." He stutters all the time no matter who he's talking to. He just always does. I think he has something wrong with his vocal cords but Allison says he's just stupid.

"Thanks Jason." He's actually nice for being a servant You'd kind of expect them to be bitter. Aside from his stutter he's really an OK guy. We never really talk because Allison won't allow it and I never have time.

"Y.....y.....your w....wel......come" The stutter I have to admit makes him really hard to understand but he never really wants to talk anyway. Just when I thought he was going to leave and go do whatever he task he has to do now he turns to me and says. "I......it's re......really p.....pr..pretty o....out....out he...here ain't it." I nod and then he walks off. Its not like him to say something that he doesn't have to. He really doesn't like to talk but I guess he has a valid reason.

I ate my lunch in the garden and brought the tray inside when I was done. I went to my room and walked over to my bed I sat with my legs crossed. My eyes were looking blankly at the ceiling. At this current point I time I was bored and there was nothing to do in this place.

Allison could return at any time but I had a feeling if she was leaving me here she was going to be gone for quite a while.

This left me with no real form of supervision and all alone. Then I thought how bad can solitude really be. A smile crept to my face.

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A/N OK I know I'm a horrible person this took me who knows how long to get done. I apologize but its done now so..... um....... yeah....... I finally finished (queue celebratory music.)

As you can see I attempted to write Jason's stutter but it was kind of an epic fail just like the whole chapter.

I could make up an excuse for why this wasn't dome forever ago but the truth is that I just procrastinate..... a lot. I really have a super major problem with procrastinating So now that it's finished I can work on chpt 8 and try not to take forever and a day to finish it. Bye!